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Updated: May 9, 2025
Our captor made a speech and described to the king how he had taken us prisoners. "Him tell big lie," whispered Aboh, who stood near me. "Him say great fight, we run 'way, him kill us." "What's the fellow's name?" I asked, meaning that of our first captor. "Him callee Mundungo." "And the King?" "Him King Kickubaroo." His majesty seemed perfectly satisfied with his general's statement.
"I have settled the fellow for the present, but depend upon it, if he can he will do you and me harm, we must guard against that I have hitherto, since I came among these people, kept the upper hand, partly by my independent bearing, and partly owing to the fears they entertain of Growler; who, on several occasions, has given me timely warning when Mundungo and his supporters have attempted to murder me, which they have still a strong desire to do.
Mundungo has found that I have told the king the truth, and he is exceedingly indignant, although he is too much afraid of me to say anything. He will not, however, scruple to injure you if he has the opportunity." While he was speaking, Mundungo himself appeared, his countenance exhibiting the hatred which raged in his bosom. "Beware what you are about," he exclaimed.
The louder Harry spoke, the louder Mundungo and his followers shouted. At last the king issued an order, and we were once more surrounded by guards and marched away to a house on the other side of the square, into which we were unceremoniously thrust. "I wonder what these fellows are going to do with us," said Tom.
In two minutes, if I were to tell him, he would tear you limb from limb, and your wretched fetish could not help you. Now go and talk to your silly countrymen about your fetish, but don't come and attempt to impose such nonsense on me," and the captain turned aside with a haughty air. Mundungo was defeated. Muttering and growling he walked away along the street towards his own residence.
You have already excited the jealousy and hatred of Mundungo, and he is, I have discovered, a friend or relative of the fetish doctor who has been sent for, and will probably accuse you of causing, by your incantations, the illness of Kickubaroo's wife. Come here," and he approached a palm tree which grew on one side of the house, from which he cut a long branch.
"We should not object to a dish of plantains, or some goat's milk, if you will be good enough to send them to us." "You are wonderful men, you don't look as if you could easily be exhausted," observed the king. "My general Mundungo must be a brave warrior to have overcome you." "He's a big knave, at all events," answered Harry.
We had not been long in the house when Captain Roderick, accompanied as he always was by Growler, came to see us and advised that we should remain indoors. "I have a rival here in that ugly rascal Mundungo.
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